thank's to all the Masks and the photographers, who allowed me to escape me in Sérénisime.
Thank you profoundly for your patience.
I hope that you will travel in my universe of the carnival 2017 with pleasure.I found this rather just poem on the magic of the carnival. Thanks to the unknown author.

Beautiful mask, who are you?
Under the gold and the brocade of your charming attires In your fine laces and the mystery all around Beautiful masks, where do you go?
In Venice the beautiful are outlined shadows Rustle materials to the twilight Of so attractive marchionesses open ranges Slide hands put gloves on the dresses of fault
Near the Palace of the Doges, carrying black three-cornered hat The disturbing knight advances in the evening glittering Jewels, secret Venetian Mix the blue of azure and the sienna
And here is Harlequin who looks for Columbine Pose a lunar Pierrot that painters draw gondolas wind during the Grand Canal On the bridge Rialto a pale silhouette
Beautiful mask, do you dream?
The song of violins gives rhythm to the minuet fly away the agreements towards the somber thick clouds Beautiful

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